Friday, August 2, 2019

On A Friday :: essays research papers

  Ã‚  Ã‚  Ã‚  Ã‚   On a Friday   Ã‚  Ã‚  Ã‚  Ã‚     Ã‚  Ã‚  Ã‚  Ã‚  It was a cool sunny Friday morning, the air was crisp blended with a hint of winter. There was smell of warm fresh oatmeal, bacon, and scrambled eggs. The smell made its way into my room. Although it was early I still decided to get up and see what was brewing in the kitchen.   Ã‚  Ã‚  Ã‚  Ã‚   I got up out of bed and shuffled in my slippers to where the scent was originating. As I walked on over, I tripped over something, my hands broke my fall. I looked toward on what tripped me, then there it was, a giant armor-wearing, sword-bearing dolphin. I paused for one moment. Then the giant dolphin said, â€Å" Now I have you!† I paused for one more moment.   Ã‚  Ã‚  Ã‚  Ã‚   The warrior whale then said, â€Å" My name is Derk the Dolphin! I have been sent by the conclave of the ocean to destroy you.†   Ã‚  Ã‚  Ã‚  Ã‚   I then asked him â€Å"why me?†   Ã‚  Ã‚  Ã‚  Ã‚  He replied â€Å" you have consumed two times the amount of fish than a normal human in the past week, and now I have been sent to cease your fish eating!†   Ã‚  Ã‚  Ã‚  Ã‚  Shocked with Derk’s answer, I curiously asked myself, â€Å" How much fish did I eat this week?† I started to remember. Fish pieces at school, a filet-o-fish sandwich after school, trout almandine at home, and more.   Ã‚  Ã‚  Ã‚  Ã‚  At that point, I remembered the scent of warm oatmeal, bacon and eggs. I asked Derk what this had to do with the fish problem. He said. â€Å" Using my knowledge about the human diet and psychology, I used the food as bait.†   Ã‚  Ã‚  Ã‚  Ã‚   At the point that he mentioned the word â€Å"bait,† I started to snicker under my breath. Derk stared at me with a â€Å"don't you dare laugh† look. Then I thought back on the prepared morning meal, and I wondered how Derk made the food. I turned to the large porpoise, but as I was beginning to ask him, he cut me off sharply. He then insisted on reeling off a speech about his life. â€Å"I have been on many missions, killed many fish consuming humans, blah bablah blah blah.....†   Ã‚  Ã‚  Ã‚  Ã‚   At this point, I had lost interest in his gibberish, and had began to try to remember what had happened on wrestling last night. After a few minutes, Derk had realized that I had not being paying any attention to his speech; this made the giant dolphin very mad.

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